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Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
There is no response from CENTRAL. Virgil uses his datapad to try and contact Marshal Favre.
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Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
Virgil seems to be locked out of all the usual communication channels. He's unable to hail anyone else or open an audio or visual channel.
However, it does seem like his secure communications protocol is still working. He writes a message to Marshal Favre and sends it.
He waits a short while but there is no response. The encrypted channel will probably only emit a subtle beep as notification on her datapad. If she's asleep it is unlikely to wake her.
However, it does seem like his secure communications protocol is still working. He writes a message to Marshal Favre and sends it.
He waits a short while but there is no response. The encrypted channel will probably only emit a subtle beep as notification on her datapad. If she's asleep it is unlikely to wake her.
Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
“Everyone, even CENTRAL, seems to be asleep.” Virgil mutters, hoping that the alien is asleep too. “Dead would be better of course.”
He looks around for anything he can defend himself with if the worst should happen. He look at the vent but assumes nothing he can do would be strong enough to deter the alien who broke it in the first place.
Finally, he sits down as far from the vent as possible and tries to meditate, trying not to think of what may have happened to Kingsley.
He looks around for anything he can defend himself with if the worst should happen. He look at the vent but assumes nothing he can do would be strong enough to deter the alien who broke it in the first place.
Finally, he sits down as far from the vent as possible and tries to meditate, trying not to think of what may have happened to Kingsley.
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Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
Virgil breaks from his meditation and decides to see if anyone else is awake. He tries a text message First as he’s reluctant to make any noise. He sends it to Sam, Kiara and Jojo.
“Can you get to the administrator’s office. I’m locked inside. Thanks, V.” He writes.
“Can you get to the administrator’s office. I’m locked inside. Thanks, V.” He writes.
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Virgil sends further messages and waits. Hanging on one of the walls he spots an ornamental samurai sword and takes it down. He doubts it will be much use to him but it provides a tiny bit of reassurance.
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Virgil sits there crossed legged with the sword across his knees. Despite his best efforts he falls into a doze.
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Falling into a fitful sleep, Virgil flits in and out of unsettling dreams. The dull orange glow of a planet in the darkness, the light of dawn just playing on the horizon.
He sees a vast plane of nothingness, orange ice-fields, undulating gently under a hazy sky. The dull orange sun hanging above the horizon. Something vast, dark, occludes the sun, it grows in size, coming closer, larger, obscuring everything. He can see inside it now, strange, alien geometry, creatures that are familiar somehow, large, six-limbed and beak-mouthed, they move with unsettling, other-worldly kinetics, jerky and quick. Their alien faces inscrutable, yet...the twist of those dark eyes, the quiver of the fronds around the beak...something is wrong, something is very wrong...following the gaze of those black horizontal pupils he sees something blacker still, no, not black, an absence of light, like something is swallowing the light.
Then everything gets brighter, the black shape an after image on the retina, brighter and brighter, filling his vision, burning, painful, inches from his face, like an eye, a great eye, looking straight at him, through him, in him.
He sees a vast plane of nothingness, orange ice-fields, undulating gently under a hazy sky. The dull orange sun hanging above the horizon. Something vast, dark, occludes the sun, it grows in size, coming closer, larger, obscuring everything. He can see inside it now, strange, alien geometry, creatures that are familiar somehow, large, six-limbed and beak-mouthed, they move with unsettling, other-worldly kinetics, jerky and quick. Their alien faces inscrutable, yet...the twist of those dark eyes, the quiver of the fronds around the beak...something is wrong, something is very wrong...following the gaze of those black horizontal pupils he sees something blacker still, no, not black, an absence of light, like something is swallowing the light.
Then everything gets brighter, the black shape an after image on the retina, brighter and brighter, filling his vision, burning, painful, inches from his face, like an eye, a great eye, looking straight at him, through him, in him.
Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
Virgil murmurs restlessly in his sleep.
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Virgil painfully forces his eyes open, fighting against the blinding light. As his blurred vision starts to focus it seems like the burning eye from his dream is still looking at him.
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Virgil grabs the sword and tries to get to his feet.
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Opening his eyes fully, Virgil realises he is looking into the fisheye lens of CENTRAL. 'Good morning Executive Officer Steinmann, I hope you had a peaceful sleep.' He grabs the sword from his lap and staggers to his feet, feeling groggy and unsteady.
Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
“Ugh, what a hideous dream. Probably a combination of recent events and crap food.
So, CENTRAL, have you decided where I can find the Administrator and are you going to let me out of here now?” He walks over and puts the sword back into place, casting a look over the freezer and the vent.
So, CENTRAL, have you decided where I can find the Administrator and are you going to let me out of here now?” He walks over and puts the sword back into place, casting a look over the freezer and the vent.
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'I am sorry Executive Officer Steinmann, I do not know what you are referring to. The last recorded location of Administrator Kingsley is in his new office.'
The freezer and vents look as they did before Virgil went to sleep.
The freezer and vents look as they did before Virgil went to sleep.
Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
“It crosses my mind that you might be suffering from Split Personality Disorder, CENTRAL.” Virgil goes to see if the main wooden door opens. He will go straight to the other office to speak to Kingsley.
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Trying the door handle it opens easily. Virgil casts CENTRAL's fisheye lens a baleful glare. The administration corridor is still deserted, the automatic lights flick on and Virgil makes his way to Kingsley's new office. Arriving outside the door to the foyer, where Kingsley's secretary has her desk, Virgil finds the door locked again. There is no obvious locking mechanism or keyhole. Peering through the window the foyer itself has dimmed lights, there is a brighter light on in Kingsley's office, although the blinds are drawn.
Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
Virgil takes a random and solid relic and wedges it in the door so that CENTRAL can’t lock it immediately. As he walks down the corridor he looks at his watch to see the time and then knocks firmly on the door of the new office. He looks through to the light in the office area to see if there’s any movement.
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Looking at his watch, Virgil notes it is 05.14 Earth Central European Time. As he knocks on the outer door to the office there is an almighty crashing sound that comes from inside. At the same moment the door to Kingsley's office seems to shake. Although there is light coming through the blinds to the office it isn't possible for Virgil to make out who, or what, is in there.
Re: IC - 13 - Administrative Building - Virgil
“Christ, it’s got into the venting system and now it’s running amok.” Thinks Virgil. It is far too early in the morning for anyone sensible to be in there.
“CENTRAL who or what is inside Kingsley’s new office?” He asks very nervously. He keeps looking through the window.
“CENTRAL who or what is inside Kingsley’s new office?” He asks very nervously. He keeps looking through the window.
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